To choose a good book, look in an inquisitor’s prohibited list.
John Aikin
When you were standing in the rain I gave you shelter
When I was knocking on your door you gave me none
Well I don't make that kind of deal with anybody
And I won't be that kind of fool for anyone
How do you feel when the tables have been turned?
She says, what do you call love
Well I call it harry
Oh, please I'm being serious
What do you call love
Well I don't call it family and I don't call it lust
Gonna get out on the road tonight
Cause, I got a hollow in my head
Checking it up
Baby, one more time for you
Checking it up
Until the pot hits the sky
Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreamin' of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray
By Warren Zevon
c. 1978 Zevon Music/BMI
The phone don't ring
And the sun refused to shine
Never thought I'd have to pay so dearly
N-n-n-not too far but long ago
When life was straight up and cars would move slow
When you were cool if you were pigeon-toed
But things have changed (it ain't so simple)
Now life is a musical
Pure, this must be, it has to be.
Pure, let's make this pure,
(Do you mean it?) Yes I do,
(Then let's sing it) Certainly, but
First bare your hearts and cleanse your souls
(And then?) Let's try and make this precious, like this.
If the nightingales could sing like you
They'd sing much sweeter than they do
For you brought a new kind of love to me
And if the sandman brought me dreams of you
I'd want to sleep my whole life through
[VERSE]
Christ is my reward
And all of my devotion
Now there's nothing in this world
That could ever satisfy
